Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Pierre Henry to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Josef K,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
Joyce Sims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funky Four + One,
Fela Kuti,
Soulsonic Force,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
June Days,
The Pretty Things,
Underground Resistance,
The Fire Engines,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Dave Gahan,
Khruangbin,
Infiniti,
The Fall,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
Flipper,
Hasil Adkins,
Model 500,
Maleditus Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Main Source,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Second Layer,
Alphaville,
Youth Brigade,
Subhumans,
The Music Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Todd Terry,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Reed,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The United States of America,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.